Leavin' in the rain

Our adventures in the Big Apple was coming to an end, so when we woke up on Friday, we were a bit sad to leave the cozy apartment. The weather was unsurprisingly rainy, so after dropping the house key at the dry cleaner's downstairs, we hurriedly dragged our luggage for 2 blocks again toward the park and managed to hail a cab to go to Penn Station.

I asked about baggage hold when we bought our Amtrak train tickets 2 days before, so we queued to leave 2 luggage each, to be picked up later, and rushed to B&H to try to get the pico projector. We didn't have too much trouble finding the store, and the item I was looking for was on display on the ground floor. All I needed to do was grab a jewish clerk dressed in the store's green garb (like an elf, LOL) tell him what i want, and he typed an order in the computer, like an inventory order, and asked me to wait for it at the next desk.
I went to the next desk, and while I was waiting, my order arrived on a rolling tray, and stopped right in front of clerk A, to whom I was assigned. He picked it up, scanned it and asked me to go to the next booth to pay, 10m further. I queued again, still without my purchase in hand, paid, and was told to go to another area to collect. There, I showed my receipt and finally received the item.

I was about to exit when I noticed that A. was missing as she didn't follow me, and there is no way to backup the way I came. So I had to exit the store and enter the store from the front entrance again to find her...Eventually, we were reunited and decided to have a goodbye lunch with N. on 2nd avenue and nearby 36th street. We weren't far so we managed to take an eastbound bus and met her in a fusion Japanese restaurant.

We unpacked the projector, ate some delicious cheap food, and allowed N. to return back to work. She walked us to the UN headquarters and we bid farewell.

 

We felt we had some time to visit before our train at 4:30pm so we registered for a tour. But as we waited for the tour at 2:30pm, I realized the tour lasted 1h an that would make us rush like mad to the station, where we had to pick up our luggage still. And so I asked to get reimbursed for the tickets. That lady was so unhelpful and full of herself, not allowing me to ask other tourists waiting in line if they wanted my tickets...She made me wait until past 2:30, almost 15min to get my money back and not even give my tickets to anyone...

Anyway, back tot the station, we picked up our luggage and waited for the track number to be displayed. There was no seat number on our tickets, and I could see the huge lines for the other trains, so it was a good idea to get back earlier. At least we managed to find very comfortable seats with lots of space for our legs an the suitcases in front of us.

And with announcement, the train took us away from New York....onto Washington DC Union station.